Halloween . . . the one night of the year my wife can just be herself.
And for those of you who think I’m being hyperbolic, I present to you:
Exhibit A: My Wife Scares Me
Exhibit B: Last night my
witch wife went out trick-or-treating with her sister and nephews while I was at work. She “forgot” to bring home even one piece of candy even though she knows how much I love candy and I want all the candy. She apologized and then went on to regale me with stories of all the goodies she consumed (Cheezies and chips!) and to claim that she felt stuffed.
Editor’s Note: The author of this post does not believe his wife to be an actual witch but portrayed her as such for the purposes of humour.
Editor’s Note: No witches were harmed during the writing of this post.